Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

Cultivation is not a simple matter, even if one seems to have considerable talent.

The upper limit of the Mountain Technique is too low, so low that Tang Luo is somewhat unwilling to use it as a foundation to start his cultivation path.

He was also somewhat afraid that Wang Yuande had played a trick on him.

Even if Wang Yuande is almost certainly not capable of using such methods, what if he is?

On the path of spiritual cultivation, one should not fear the impossible, but rather the unforeseen.

And now, right in front of him, there is a perfect test subject.

In the not-so-spacious room, Tang Luo looked at He Lian, and He Lian looked back at him. The determination in He Lian's eyes earned Tang Luo's secret admiration.

"I'm willing to give you a chance. As long as you work hard enough and are self-reliant, I can not only keep you out of Tzu Chi Hospital, but I can also teach you spiritual practice so that you can truly take control of your own destiny."

Upon hearing this, even He Lian, who looked very mature, showed a hint of joy on her face.

The death of both parents is certainly a great source of hatred, but compared to taking control of one's own destiny, it doesn't seem so great.

Tang Luo glanced at He Lian without saying anything, but took out the thick book "Mountain Climbing Technique" from his side: "In the next few days, I will start teaching you this technique. If you can master it, then practice it. If you can't, or if there's anything that I'm not satisfied with, then goodbye."

"Yes! My benefactor!"

He Lian's voice was a little loud, so Tang Luo had to tap the table and said helplessly, "Keep your voice down, this is just an inn."

After saying that, Tang Luo himself seemed to realize something.

Yes, it's time to move to a different place. Renting a more normal courtyard house might be better.

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On the tenth day of playing Ke Zhen'e, at dawn.

Tang Luo stopped the stake, got up from inside the house, and glanced at the bronze mirror beside him as he walked out.

His face was aged, and his eyes rolled back, but even after staying up all night, he had no dark circles under his eyes.

Behind him, Zhang He rubbed his eyes, he hadn't rested well either. Only He Lian was holding the Mountain Climbing Technique, silently reading it through, and seemed to have quite a bit of energy.

The room was too cramped to accommodate the three of them, and He Lian, who needed rest the most, was full of energy after being unconscious for a while.

Tang Luo had no choice but to teach her to read "Mountain Climbing Technique" while pondering whether he should rent a larger courtyard.

He turned to look at the sleepy-eyed Zhang He and asked, "Do you have a registration card?"

Zhang He shook his head.

Tang Luo sighed; he knew it.

It's unlikely that Zhang He could have fallen to this state unless he could use his mind-reading ability, but clearly he hasn't used it much, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up like this.

He turned around, glanced at He Lian who was still diligently memorizing her lessons, and sighed again.

The so-called "registration card" is somewhat similar to an ID card in the previous life. There are two copies, one in the person's hands and one in the hands of the government. It is said that the government also has a portrait corresponding to the registration card.

If it's lost, you need to get a replacement. You need this to prove you are who you are, and to conduct various transactions.

Tang Luo does have one, but that belongs to the original "Tang Luo".

He rented a room in the inn using his original body's form, but the appearance he used at that time was also his own.

After thinking for a while, Tang Luo finally said to Zhang He, "Let's go to the brokerage firm and rent a courtyard."

After saying this, to avoid He Lian worrying alone, he explained the situation to her again before leading Zhang He away from the inn and heading to the brokerage firm.

The so-called "brokerage firms" are the "intermediaries" of this era, but they are not only real estate agents, but also loan intermediaries, slave brokers, and so on.

These brokerage firms are located in bustling areas and are mostly backed by powerful forces. Only those with sufficiently strong forces can open up key points in various places.

Following the handrail, Tang Luo walked out of the inn. Looking around, he noticed that North Street seemed much quieter than usual today.

Although the dim sum shops were still open and there were still quite a few pedestrians, the overall atmosphere was heavy.

The people coming and going seemed to have a sense of unease on their faces and were in a hurry, which made him instinctively feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Tang Luo looked at Zhang He and said softly, "Could you take a look at the current situation?"

"Okay." After Zhang He finished speaking, his whole demeanor seemed to become sharper, but Tang Luo didn't know if it was just his imagination.

And so the two walked on. When Zhang He passed a morning tea shop, he bought about ten large meat buns and two full pots of tea. Then he pointed back to where he had come from and said, "What happened yesterday was not an isolated case. There were probably five or six similar incidents."

After Zhang He finished speaking, Tang Luo suddenly realized what was going on, and his heart felt even heavier.

North Street is not small, but it's not too big either. The fact that several families were wiped out in succession would inevitably spread quickly and cause a change in the atmosphere.

This made Tang Luo even more certain that what happened last night was most likely some kind of unexpected situation.

If massacres of entire families happen frequently, then the atmosphere here shouldn't be so tense; after all, we should get used to it.

However, development should not be so prosperous.

Although he thought this way, Tang Luo looked down at the floor, and his murderous intent towards the second prince intensified.

It was truly difficult for him to accept that such a "person," or even something that could not be called a "person," was living in this world alongside him.

Zhang He was munching on a steamed bun, while Tang Luo looked towards the location of the brokerage firm and walked quickly towards it.

With the information he had just received, the idea of ​​linking these two identities became less difficult for him to accept.

Previously, he was actually reluctant to link the two identities of "Ke Zhen'e" and "Tang Luo" together, otherwise he wouldn't have been so cautious at the beginning, changing his form every time he went out, and deliberately traveling from North Street to South Street to perform acts of chivalry.

However, at present, before the main body has officially entered the path of cultivation, this matter may not necessarily be a bad thing.

He was unsure whether the situation, like last night, was the norm and would continue to occur, or whether it was truly just an accident.

And he didn't know whether the second prince would experience this situation again.

Therefore, using Ke Zhen'e's strength to get himself out as soon as possible is also a viable option.

In that case, Tang Luo wouldn't need to worry about how to gain Zhang He's trust after Ke Zhen'e disappeared. With Ke Zhen'e as the middleman, things wouldn't be too difficult.

Previously, he had repeatedly tested Zhang He to confirm whether she could read his mind under different circumstances and to what extent, which laid the groundwork for the connection between the two identities later on.

In front of the pawnshop, a row of neatly dressed, gentle-looking pawnbrokers stood in orderly rows. There were men and women among them; the men were handsome and the women were beautiful. Just looking at them was a pleasure to behold.

As soon as Tang Luo and his companion arrived, several brokers from the brokerage firm immediately came to greet them.

An unspoken contest seemed to have taken place between them, which was ultimately won by a slightly thinner, tall female agent. She walked up to the two men and said gently, "My name is Qiaoyue. May I ask what you two are here to buy?"

Tang Luo first turned to signal Zhang He to activate his mind-reading ability before following the broker into the brokerage firm, replying, "Rent a house, just one courtyard is fine, and the location should be within the inner city."